Tag: seaweed

  • Leaving Harris and Lewis

    Final frames from my first visit to Harris and Lewis in November 2016. There are lots of pre-trip processes I do mainly around maps which I love. Ordinance Survey Explorer paper maps kickstarted my love of the outdoors. In Cubs I learned map reading. In Geography I learned mapping countours and detail. Aged 15 I learned route planning as my friends and I and cycled Scotland’s Youth Hostels. So now I start with a map and write notes on it before I go and update with what I found. “Great rock formations”, “Sea stacks”, “Great hot chocolate” all make for useful information. And i will return to these islands.

    Tarbert Stores, Harris

     

    Seaweed

     

    Leaving Tarbert

     

    “Coat of Arms” beach

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  • Outer Hebrides hot-pot

    This is an Outer Hebrides hot-pot of frames uncategorised and unpublished. A mixture of photographs from Harris and Lewis that caught an emotion and eye.

    Luskentyre beach waves

     

    Machair on Luskentyre

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  • Lewis beach – Bosta

    This Lewis beach, Bosta, is not only a lovely white beach on Great Bernera. It was also a farmed area in Iron Age / Pictish times with settlements. A reconstruction of an Iron Age house opens on warmer months.

    Isles of Bearasaigh and Seanna Chnoc

     

    Dislodged Seaweed Root

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  • Isle of Cumbrae Part 3

    Isle of Cumbrae Part 3

    Part 3 of photographs from Isle of Cumbrae. That’s it from Cumbrae for a while, many more photographs of the isle to come. (more…)

  • Isle of Cumbrae Part 2

    Isle of Cumbrae Part 2

    More views and detail of Cumbrae. (more…)

  • Isle of Cumbrae

    Isle of Cumbrae

    This is a very special island for my chapter of the Clan Lamont. As youngsters we spent our summer holidays from morning until belly-rumbles in the evening with no adult supervision. This is a stark contrast to freedoms young people experience today. Being a parent from mid-nineties onwards I don’t think millennials live with regret or have feelings of missing out. For me that the total freedom I enjoyed on an island 2.5 miles long by 1.2 miles wide in the Clyde estuary formed many happy memories for which I am very thankful. (more…)